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You don't choose where you're born.

If you're lucky, you'll be born in a beautiful place,

your parents will have money, and life will be a bed of roses.

But if you're not lucky…

ABANTOS HARDWARE

…you'll be born in a hood like this.

And if you're born here, you know what awaits you.

You get up before the sun rises

and work all day like a wretch,

thankful for having a job that doesn't even make ends meet.

Or you'll set up some shit business

that will be like a prison where you'll be buried alive.

Since that's what you are:

a dead man walking.

Nelson…

Nelson…

Nelson, I'm having contractions.

-What? -I think the baby's coming.

For real?

Okay, breathe. I'll be right back. You're okay?

Yeah? Okay, breathe. Fuck…

Jimena, Jimena…

-Jimena, Irene's in labor. -What?

-For real? -Yeah, come on.

Our parents jumped through hoops.

They decided to live life on their knees.

But not us.

We won't ask for forgiveness or permission,

even if we have to pay in blood.

Today is your baptism by blood, Cousin.

It's time to kill.

You don't choose where you're born,

but you can choose how you live.

Starting today, you'll live on your feet.

Welcome, brother.

WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS

Good morning.

It's been a long time since they came around here.

They're like flies,

so as long as they buzz off somewhere else…

Yeah, but these flies bite.

For a second I thought they were after you.

There can be no fight unless both want it.

You're not one to turn the other cheek.

Things have been quiet for a while, and it has to stay that way.

I don't want problems with the way things are at home.

I would like to have that signed and in writing, please.

-How is post-op recovery? -Fine, getting there.

Good morning.

We have a job.

There's some kind of grand opening tomorrow.

They've ordered 20 omelets, 20 arepas,

eight chorizos and ten pork rinds.

Here, something for you.

And you expect me to cook all that by myself?

You won't be alone. I'll be at the bar cheering you on.

Oh, how funny.

You see this exploitation?

-Hey. -Irene is in labor.

-Contractions have gone on for a while. -What? Already?

I'll get my car and come find you.

No, no, she wanted to walk, we're nearly at the bar.

Okay, the car's in front.

Gladys, Irene is in labor.

No shit! Wait, I'm coming.

Did she have to go into labor now?

Don't worry, as soon as the baby crowns,

I'll push him right back in

and I'll come back to make your damn arepas.

I can't stand it when she's sarcastic.

-Irene, are you okay? -Yeah.

-Yeah. -Quick, get in the car.

Honey, the baby's coming! Aren't you excited?

Fucked up is more like it.

Wait, it's a contraction.

Wait. Get in.

-Breathe. -Yeah.

-Give me the keys, I'll drive. -What? Go inside.

Your left-hand man remains at the bar.

-Give me the key, you're on edge. -Like hell I'm on edge!

She's the apple of your eye. You act tough,

-but you're soft. -Shit, I'm not on edge!

-Then why are you shouting? -Because you set me on edge!

Do you see how on edge you are?

-Come on, let's go. -Fuck!

-Careful, careful. -Fuck!

Honey! Pepe is one dumb fuck. Hurry my dear, sorry.

-Everything okay? -Yeah.

Come on. Let's go.

-You're right, you five go. -Yeah, come on.

Just for a short while, okay?

GO AHEAD ENTREVÍAS

One bump.

Hey, come here!

Where you going, Grandpa?

-Move it, we're in a hurry! -You fucker!

-You okay? -What are you doing, asshole?

Sorry, I didn't see you.

Like hell you did!

-Tirso! -Stay calm, get in the car.

Stay calm. Nelson, in the car.

Okay, I deserved that hit.

So we're even, yeah?

Like hell we are.

I said I was sorry.

We're headed to the hospital.

My granddaughter is in labor.

I don't want any trouble.

You don't want trouble? Well, you found some.

Hey, Cousin!

I know them, Tente, so you'll let them leave.

Thank you, Entrevías.

Are you okay?

-Let's go. -What potential!

You've been amazing! A round of applause.

I hope you enjoyed the groups we brought out.

I hope the neighbors did too, since we went over time.

We sponsored this concert so you can get to know us better.

We are the Go Ahead Entrevías Foundation.

What the hell?

…renovating the old warehouse on Loro Street.

-Your mother is here? -I swear I didn't know.

-Tomorrow at two I invite you… -What are you doing?

The girl is going to give birth right on the sidewalk!

Please remember the address.

-Is that…? -Maricarmen.

We'll see you then!

Come on.

Sweetheart, sit here.

Here.

Here. All right?

-Are you thirsty? -Yeah.

I'll get some water.

Grandpa, I'm scared.

Well, fear is part of life.

And when you have kids, it gets worse.

So get used to it.

If you're trying to help, you're doing a shit job.

There's only one reason to be happy about coming to a hospital,

which is this.

You'll finally see the baby's face.

Just think about that.

Come on. Come on, my love.

-Come on. -All right, let's go.

Oh my God, I'll be a grandma!

Come on, be strong.

-Let's go, champ. -Sweetheart, I love you.

I hope everything goes well.

Come on, that's it.

Let's go, be strong!

-You can do this. -It's nothing.

-Today's the day. -All right.

Nelson, send a lot of pics when the baby is born, okay?

-Let's go. -He's clean.

Don Rafael.

God bless you.

How are you?

Antonio.

It's been a long time since you came around here.

Yeah.

It hasn't changed much, has it?

You have, apparently.

People tell me you think you are some big shot

and that you're ashamed of your own people.

That you're a sellout.

They're just envious.

Those that know me know that whatever I do, I do for my people.

Is that so?

A lot of people aren't happy with you.

And they don't like what you've turned into.

They will.

I've got a plan.

A plan to reach the top

and defend the rights of our people

where the most important things must be defended

so that you can be proud of me.

And you need us for this plan. That's why you came, right?

To ask a favor.

Or am I wrong?

I came to bring order here.

A lot of gangs think Entrevías is theirs. I'll put an end to that.

With our help, you mean.

If that's so, will you help me?

Are you truly still one of us?

And don't lie, because I'll see it.

To my bones, Uncle.

When the time comes, you'll have to prove it.

And if that's true, this will always be your home.

EMERGENCY ROOM

Why are they here? What happened?

What happened?

False alarm, she isn't in labor.

You will have to take care of her.

I saw that part of the placenta is low-lying.

She will have to go on bed rest.

Bed rest?

She could hemorrhage, which would be dangerous for her and the baby.

Stay attentive, and if she goes into labor, come right away.

Don't worry, we won't leave her alone for a minute.

-Thank you. -Great.

-Thank you. -Have a good day.

Have a good day.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Enough with that mournful face.

She just has to stay in bed and not do anything. She is great at that.

Come on, let's go home.

You go on, okay?

I want to head up to ICU to see Ezequiel for a moment.

Again?

Why do you go see him so often? He's not aware of anything.

He's like a vegetable.

You're an animal. Of course he's aware. He's sleeping, not dead.

We'll see each other later.

Marta, I'm going to see Ezequiel real quick.

-Gladys, wait. -Just for a moment.

Ezequiel, sweetheart.

Oh no…

But… No!

No!

No, my love! No, my love!

No, no, no.

My love, forgive me.

Forgive me, I couldn't be with you.

Forgive me, forgive me.

Who are you?

How do you know my husband?

Your husband?

Shit!

Ma'am, please forgive me, truly.

It's just that I thought…

I didn't know him at all, okay?

Gladys? I told you to wait. Ezequiel's not here.

Where is he?

He's in the hospital ward.

-He woke up three days ago. -What are you saying?

Oh my God! I'm so happy!

Sorry.

Oh my God, I'm so happy!

I don't believe it!

My love, you're back!

How are you?

Hey!

You're coming on strong.

Are you my…

my wife?

Are you my wife?

No, love, I'm not your wife.

What? You don't know who I am?

When you hugged me…

I got a little horny.

Are you… my sister?

I'm Gladys, your friend Gladys.

I came back from…

I don't know where. I'm unable to

to remember anything.

Ezequiel, what do you mean? What are you saying?

If you know me, can you help me?

-I don't… -Love, of course I know you.

Please, that's enough. Okay? I'm here.

-Listen, I'm your friend. -Right.

And right now we're going home.

-Yeah. -Wait here, I'll get the doctor.

-Yes? Come on. -Yeah.

-Come on, sit here. -Right.

Don't move from this spot, okay?

Here, like that.

Everything will be fine, right?

Of course, everything will be like we dreamed. Everything will be fine.

Well, in my dreams it was just you, me and the baby.

And right now we're freeloading in my grandpa's house,

with my mom in the next room and yours across the hall.

So I don't know.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry you didn't get what you dreamed about.

It's not your fault.

Besides, you gave me the most important thing.

I love you.

I love you.

Sorry.

Hello?

Yeah, yeah, it's me.

For real?

A job interview.

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Today?

Of course. Where?

I'll be there, thank you.

Goodbye.

A job interview?

But what kind of work?

I don't know, I was so excited I forgot to ask,

but I've finally got a job interview!

That's great!

Like my grandpa says, "Babies are born with everything they need."

-Great! -I love you.

Love you more.

Jesús.

-Osvaldo. -Morning, neighbor.

You're so worried about your business that you took a three-hour breakfast.

We thought Irene had gone into labor, genius.

It was a false alarm.

-Is she okay? -Of course.

Santi…

I saw your mother this morning.

What?

You see…

There's something I asked your sister not to tell you.

Your mother came home a few months ago.

I threw her out immediately, of course,

and I made it very clear I didn't want to see her around here.

She apparently didn't listen to me.

I'm afraid she's here to stay, Santi.

Well…

You don't seem surprised.

Yeah, yeah, I mean, I am.

I'm freaking out. Mom's in the neighborhood, wow.

You already knew, didn't you?

Well, she came by one day.

Your mother was here in the store?

And why didn't you kick her out?

Dad, because she's my mother.

Yeah, a mother who abandoned you to see the world with her lover.

Well, it doesn't matter if she's here or in Uganda, she's still my mother.

Your mother was in Uganda?

Dad, it's just a figure of speech. I could have said Alpedrete.

Has she been in Uganda or not?

Yes, she was in Uganda.

So you know things about your mom?

This isn't the only time you've spoken to her, is it?

How long have you been in contact?

Look, Dad…

I asked you a question.

Four years.

You've been talking with that woman behind my back for four years?

Go to hell, Santi!

Go to hell!

Pepe, Pepe!

Tirso is coming!

No shit.

Captain.

A double shot.

Why are you here? You went with the girl to the hospital.

It was a false alarm.

Do you know who I saw in the neighborhood this morning?

Rafael Nadal?

Rafael Nadal my ass.

It was Maricarmen.

Maricarmen is back, and here to stay.

And know what's worse?

That's not it?

What's worse is that my traitor son

has been talking to her behind my back for four years.

How dare he speak to her after everything she did to us?

Pepe, honey, don't forget, put those servings in recycled containers.

Tirso.

Maricarmen.

What the hell are you doing here?

Well, ordering food

for tomorrow's grand opening.

I was just leaving.

And by the way, nobody calls me Maricarmen anymore.

Now I'm Maica.

See you, Tirso.

Bye, Pepe.

Sanchís, take care of that arm.

Thanks, Maica.

Or Maricarmen.

Or whatever.

You also knew that she was in the neighborhood.

We had heard something.

Not only do you let her in the bar, you're going to cater for her.

When they called this morning to place the order,

I didn't know it was for her, I swear.

Well, now you know. Call her.

And tell her where she can shove the order.

What do I do with all this? It cost me a fortune.

Sixty pounds of meat, six dozen eggs…

You did well to buy them,

seeing as you're a chicken.

All right.

Maricarmen…

I thought we had said you wouldn't come back here.

You said it, or shouted it, rather.

Seems like you didn't hear me. Maybe I have to say it louder.

I'm here because I want to be. I'm a free woman.

Of course you are,

because you got rid of everything in your way,

including your children.

Tirso, I'm here to organize a foundation

to help the kids here, and you won't stop me.

Like hell you are. You're here because you're old

and tired of traveling and harping on about Doctors Without Borders

and living in huts without toilets.

And you decided to return and dupe your kids

into wiping your ass when you no longer can.

Bravo.

Your vision of my life is so ethnocentric and heteropatriarchal…

What the hell language are you speaking? Swahili?

You haven't changed a bit in 20 years.

Not even your shirt. I gave that to you.

You haven't changed either,

even if you have another name.

We don't want you here, Maricarmen.

Leave my friends alone

and stay away from my family.

They are also my family.

No, when you left, you lost the right to call them that.

Alicia!

I have a surprise for you!

Look who's with me!

Oh! But… Ezequiel, sonny!

What a joy!

-Mom, what a joy. -But…

-Truly, what a joy! -He doesn't recognize me?

She's not your mother. That's Alicia, another friend.

Oh, sorry.

He's just had a little memory loss.

The doctor said it's likely just temporary.

Or not. But surely it will be.

Alicia, friend, one question.

Don't take this the wrong way, you can stay as long as you like,

but why do you live in my house?

It's not your house, it's mine.

-Can we go to my house? -Love, it's just…

Right now you don't have a home.

Why?

When they sent you to prison…

-Oh! -No, look.

I was a prisoner?

Not because you were a criminal.

-Oh… -Shit.

Okay, you were in prison, so you did something, but…

What I mean is you're not bad.

You were a cop.

I'm a cop?

-Great! I'm a cop? -A deputy inspector.

But they threw you out.

So what do I do for work?

Nothing. You don't have a job, sonny.

You won't believe it.

Fuck me, another one has appeared.

Is this the day of the living dead?

Tirso, my God, show a little happiness.

It's not every day someone comes out of a coma. Come on.

No, I'm happy. Alicia.

How are you?

-Ah… -So…

-This is Tirso. -Tirso.

He's a neighbor and my boyfriend.

He's not your dad? He's your partner?

Why do you have a 200-year-old partner?

He woke up with a little memory problem.

That may be so, but he hasn't forgotten how to be a dumb fucker.

Are we good friends?

Like brothers.

Love, why don't you stay a while and tell him about the neighborhood?

Maybe you'll refresh his memory.

No, I had better take care of my granddaughter.

It's not like it will be a refreshing conversation.

I'm going to work.

-Right, you have a job. -Yes.

-I'll leave you with Alicia. -Right.

I'll be back and we'll talk, go for a walk, and I'll update you.

-Of course. -Okay?

-Relax, everything will be fine. -Of course.

Alicia, call me if you need anything.

Have a look at this gossip magazine

if you want to catch up.

POLICE STATION

Wait for me here.

COMMISSIONER

Hey, you!

-How the hell did you get in? -Good question.

How is it that I could enter this office,

and leaf through classified documents

with a handgun in my pocket?

Don't move, don't move.

A little late for that. Hm?

Fuck! I said don't move, or I'll shoot.

Shooting me is the only way to fuck this up more than you already did.

-You're Commissioner Romero. -Yeah, now you know.

Next time, instead of taking aim, you'll snap to attention.

Yes, sir.

Hey.

Everyone stop what you're doing and pay attention.

Everyone shut your damn mouths! Fuck me.

The commissioner is talking to you!

That sweet little voice is Deputy Inspector Linares.

I am Commissioner Romero, your new boss.

I came a few days early to see how things work here.

From what I see, this is a fucking embarrassment.

I know that since they imprisoned your chief inspector,

you've only had temporary and idiot bosses.

But that's no excuse to do things poorly.

And you're doing very poorly.

Even though they brought you to this lovely, modern building,

the police officers make up the station.

I know what kind of officers you are. Know how?

Because I grew up here and I know how things work.

Things will change starting now.

A lot.

Go back to what you were doing.

Inmates on block three may proceed to the courtyard.

Hello, sweetheart. How are you?

Fine.

You look skinny. Are you eating okay?

Yeah, of course.

The salad bar here is incredible.

Don't try and fool me. You're getting a bikini body

to show off when we go to the beach in the summer.

Yeah.

Amanda…

Did something happen?

I fired my lawyer.

Why?

-The trial is near. -I know.

I assure you she is the best criminal lawyer in the country.

I know. You sold your house and moved in with your father to afford her.

No, I sold my house because I couldn't afford the mortgage.

I had some money left over to pay for the lawyer.

I don't want you to waste your savings for a lost cause.

Amanda, you're not a lost cause.

Yes, I am. I killed Salgado.

I will spend the next 20 years of my life here.

I need you to move on.

Forget me and start a new life.

Don't say that.

-You're my life. -No.

I can't be.

I'm sorry.

You're the best thing that happened to me.

Amanda…

GO AHEAD ENTREVÍAS

Hello, Nelson.

How are you?

Hi, all right. Do I know you?

No, but you should, because we will be family.

Come here!

Oh, sorry.

You must think I'm some crazy old lady. I'm just affectionate.

No, no, I'm not crazy.

I'm Maica, Irene's grandma.

Oh, it's just that I…

-I didn't know… -That the interview was with me.

If you knew, you would not have come.

Come on, I don't bite.

Come here. Look.

-Do you like this place? -Yeah, yeah. It's nice.

-Yeah? -But what is it they do here, exactly?

They help the neighborhood kids have a better future.

Out of all the crimes in the neighborhood,

how many are committed by those 25 years or younger?

-I don't know. -Me neither, but a lot.

And why is that? Because the young people are bad?

-Come on. -No, no, I don't think so.

Of course not.

It's just that nobody gives you a chance. Nobody offers you work.

Yeah, yeah, you're right.

This is my first job interview.

You see?

Hey!

The chairs are nice,

but you know what?

I ordered wooden chairs.

Let's do this. When you have a moment, you'll bring them into storage

and set up the wooden chairs in the same way,

just like you did here, it will look great.

All right, honey?

-Okay. -Thank you.

Come on. I want to get kids off the streets.

I want them to come here

and play sports, play music.

We'll teach courses on

hospitality, construction,

computer science. I want them to get their high school diploma.

-Yeah, look… -What do you think?

I don't know how to do that. I don't know what I am doing here.

You'll be our public mediator.

You'll get people to come, especially those I'm really interested in,

the gang members.

Wait, you're making my head spin.

You think gang members will come here to take cooking classes?

They'll come because you're here.

You were a gang member living on the streets.

And at a key moment you bravely left that world for your family.

Those kids respect you.

They tried to kill me.

But they didn't kill you, you're here. That means they respect you.

I need you.

Me?

Come to the grand opening tomorrow.

Come listen and meet everyone and then decide.

What do you think?

Okay.

Great!

You're late, asshole.

No, wait for me here.

Thanks for coming.

The minister is expecting me. Get to the point.

Did you talk to him about me?

And to the party members? What did they say?

That you're a good cop.

Why the hell do you want to go into politics?

I already told you.

To reach the top and defend the interests of my people.

Some don't see it that way.

You said it was a good time to be a gypsy in politics, to be a minority.

I also told you that to get into politics you needed to be someone with a story.

Nobody knows you, Romero.

I came to Entrevías to make my own story.

A gypsy who came from nothing to become a cop

and returned home to clear out the gangs and drugs.

That's what I mean to do.

Look at the papers.

Who's talking about neighborhoods like this? Nobody.

Journalists only come to these places when there are deaths or shootings.

Entrevías is not what it was.

Nobody cares about it.

I have done a lot for you

and the minister.

Things few would do.

Don't tell me I came back here for nothing.

I didn't say that.

I said that if you want to appear in the press, you need a neighborhood war.

There isn't one right now.

So, what did he say?

We need a war in Entrevías.

So we'll have to start one.

Hello, Grandpa.

I'll make dinner before your mother gets here. Everything okay?

No contractions?

No, everything's fine. We have news for you.

Don't tell me you're going to have a baby.

Well, that too.

Nelson found a job.

For real?

Congratulations.

Why the long faces?

Will he work as a gigolo?

Not exactly.

It's for…

for Maica's foundation.

What the hell are you talking about?

It turns out she was the one who contacted me

about the job interview I went to this afternoon.

And she contacted you because of your stellar resume.

Well, in a sense.

The job is to get gang members off the streets.

And she wants to send you to do that?

In case you forgot, I was in a gang and I know everyone.

That's why she needs me.

You idiot, she needs you because you're Irene's boyfriend.

She's using you to get involved in our lives.

I won't allow it.

No, sir.

This is fucking nice.

-Wow. -Yeah, it's nice.

Hello?

You're early for the grand opening.

About 15 hours early.

No shit.

We're early, man.

Know something?

When we heard the place was under construction,

we thought it would be a school.

And we thought, well fuck,

more kids to sell shit to.

Turns out this is a foundation.

Yes, that's right.

In the middle of my fucking turf.

I don't know what this is about,

but I don't like it.

Not at all.

You have such a nice ponytail. Who did your hair?

My fucking mother.

Does she have a hair salon?

You laughing at me?

I was just trying to lighten the situation,

but I see it didn't work.

If you don't mind…

We're not doing anything suspect.

We just want to help the local kids.

You think we need help?

That depends on the person.

I know that if you're born in a place like this,

you have fewer opportunities.

And that's not fair.

We'll help those kids who have a talent to develop it

and get a job.

That's what we're doing.

Well…

If you think that shit will work, go ahead.

Thank you.

But if you get in my way…

I'll slit your throat.

Don't move, asshole.

Drop that knife and get out of here,

or I'll smash his skull!

We'll see if he has a brain.

Don't worry, we were just leaving. Weren't we?

Go!

Let's go!

You had better listen to your mistress.

Your fucking old lady had better listen, clown!

Allow me.

Relax, leave me be.

-I can take care of myself. -Here.

Of myself and my two kids. I had to learn the hard way.

You're going to start that again? Is that why you came?

I came to talk about Nelson.

I want you to keep your bony witch's hands off of him.

Look…

Does he not want to work here,

or are you making a decision for everyone, like always?

You're willing to put your granddaughter's boyfriend in danger

in order to get what you want?

Nelson won't be in danger.

Did you not see what just happened?

They are capable of anything, even murder.

What do you think they will do

when they figure out you're trying to get them off the streets?

We'll feel them out slowly.

I know what I'm doing, Tirso.

I've been among guerilla fighters. Among jihadists.

I won't be scared by what four local kids say.

You think you're Mother Teresa, but you only care about yourself.

That's not true.

So prove it.

Close this place and leave before something tragic happens.

Tirso, tomorrow is the grand opening.

Journalists and the authorities will be there.

Besides,

I've already ordered catering.

I'm going to my room.

If you want more magazines, they are in that drawer.

No, thank you.

I know more about the life of the former king's girlfriend

than about my own life.

One thing. That woman who brought me here…

-Gladys. -Gladys.

-Will she be back late? -Well…

It will be late before the dinner hour is over.

Good night.

Good night, good night.

Excuse me.

Would you be so kind and tell Dulce

-real quick-- -Get in line.

I don't want to go in.

-If you notify-- -Get in line.

You can suck my dick.

Hey.

Hey, excuse me, these guys back here just fucking took your phone.

What's up, man?

What are you doing with my phone?

Get him!

Are you stupid?

What the fuck?

The fuck? Come here, get up.

Don't move.

Don't touch my guys, you hear?

Are you okay?

If it isn't Confucia, Bruce Lee's little girl.

Fuck me, it's my godfather.

Take him away.

Come on, get out of here.

-Let me go. -Get out of here.

A leopard cannot change its spots.

-Son of a bitch. -Damn, you can hit.

That's right.

Can we talk for a minute?

Go on then.

Son of a bitch…

I still have photos of you when you were a girl,

dressed in white at your First Communion at the church in Entrevías.

And now you beat the fuck out of people.

I thought you were in a coma.

-I rose from the dead, like Christ. -Yeah.

-And the coma made you nostalgic? -Yes.

Would you believe that when I woke up in the hospital, everyone said

that a sweet, lovely lady

came to see me during those months,

saying she was family?

I thought that was sweet, because my family is all bitter.

-So it could only be you. -You're right.

They made me give up wrestling.

My trainer was pretty handsy, so I had to leave.

There was nothing for it except to return to Madrid.

I'm here because I want to make you

a sincere offer to return to Entrevías with me

and become… Listen to me.

And run that gang, because I've got a plan

to finish off that fucking whore who tried to annihilate me.

I promise you, Nata will end up in prison.

Someone will have to run that gang, so why not my own family?

Out with the old, in with the new.

Look, that thing about being family, I only said it to get into the hospital.

You and I…

We know how to make those dogs eat out of the palm of our hands.

Ezequiel, why don't you stop getting yourself in trouble?

Who the hell will believe

that you and I are pulling the puppet strings?

Did you know I lost my memory?

-I have amnesia. -Oh, yeah?

And you think people believe that?

It's better for me, everyone thinks I'm harmless.

Otherwise I'm a threat.

And Nata won't like that I am alive.

You remember how bad I had it as a child, right?

When you got me out of there, I swore not to return.

That place is no more than a shithole,

and you come and ask me to rush right back?

You're no longer that helpless girl

your two motherfucking parents were going to destroy.

I didn't fail you then, so don't fail me now.

I can't handle this shit alone.

I can't do it alone.

I'm really sorry, but no.

I'm good here, they respect me.

I have to go work.

I'm glad to see you're all right. Take care.

You won't give your godfather a kiss?

Shove it up your ass, you fucker.

You're fucking shitting me.

What is it? You see a ghost or something?

Just about.

FILE OF AMANDA MARTOS RODRÍGUEZ

THE FIRM OF HERMAN AND VARGAS

CRIMINAL CASES OF THE SUPREME COURT

Mom, what are you doing here?

Mind if I sit?

Maricarmen, can we talk for a moment?

Pepe, my name is Maica, and of course we can talk, in a bit.

-It's pretty urgent. -Wait for me.

What?

I can't cater for you today.

What do you mean?

It's because of Tirso.

This could cost me our friendship, and I can't do that.

Oh please, you know him.

He gets really angry at first, but later he will understand.

Yeah, but until his anger passes, I'm stuck with this unpleasantness.

Hey, Pepe, enough with living in fear.

You weren't born to live in Tirso's shadow,

not his or anyone's.

And now you have the chance to show that.

Empower yourself, Pepe.

-Maricarmen… -Empower yourself.

Maricarmen, listen a moment.

Look…

Maricarmen, Maricarmen!

Hey, give me a minute to tell you…

CLOSED

Is an assassin stalking you?

Worse, it's Mom, and I don't want to talk to her.

Why? Wait, I'll call her.

No, I told you not to.

Jimena, don't be like Dad. He raised us to hate her.

No, no, no.

He raised us, period.

For better or worse. She didn't because she ran off.

Jimena, I've been speaking to her for a few years.

What?

Why didn't you tell me?

Because she asked me not to.

She was afraid of your reaction

and I understand.

I'm happy to have a relationship with her again.

It helped me understand what happened.

She never even called me.

Listen, you've also had problems with your daughter.

But you two solved them.

She understood and forgave you.

What if Irene had run away without listening to what you had to say?

Look, why don't you come to the grand opening today?

You'll like what they are doing.

I'm serious.

If Dad finds out I'm going, he'll kill me.

Well…

don't let him find out.

What do you mean Ezequiel's back? Son of a bitch!

A leopard cannot change its spots.

Yeah, Nata, so what do we do?

What do you mean?

Why do you think he returned, dumbass? For sightseeing?

He is coming for me.

We have to act before he has time to do anything.

So if you see him around, tell me.

Got it?

Hey, Nata…

If you need me to do something to him, tell me.

No, easy. Your moment will come, I promise.

All right?

Pretty little thing, when you read this letter, I'll be gone.

If I stay in Entrevías, those animals who shot me

will think I've come to get revenge,

and they will want to finish the job.

I know them. Yes, I remember them. I remember everything.

I never lost my memory, that was made up.

I'm sorry for lying to you, pretty thing, because you are the most wonderful thing

that has happened to me.

You are the only one I will miss when I am far from here.

I am unable to say goodbye,

because I run the risk of not wanting to leave.

Goodbye forever.

Fuck!

Sorry, sorry. Sorry.

-Ezequiel? -Hey!

My goodness!

My love!

What are you doing driving?

Would you believe I went for a walk, saw the car

and, boom, it came to me in a flash.

Like, I had keys for a car like this one and…

Wonderful, that means your memory is coming back.

And you remember how to drive and everything.

Hey, so…

I remember it all. If you want, we can go by your place and go for a spin.

Now you're like your old self. Oh my God.

Hey, that works out great,

because I have to transport a bunch of food

and Pepe's car is at the shop. Can you help me?

What? Yeah, I wasn't going anywhere in particular.

Oh my God, how glad I am to see you doing better!

You have to pass through that.

What the hell is that for? To see if I have cancer?

-Get in line, please. -Hey.

No pushing, moron.

Who are you calling a moron?

The only moron I see here. You want me to help you find him, moron?

The hell is going on?

This man doesn't want to go through the metal detector.

And he insulted me.

I just came to tell you there will be trouble with the gangs.

But if you don't care, neither do I.

One moment.

Come through here, sir. Andrade…

But he called me a moron.

We can't detain people for telling the truth.

Tell me, how may I help you?

They are opening a new spot, a foundation.

These four hippies think the neighborhood is Smurf Village

and they can win over the gangs and turn them into normal people.

Naive people are everywhere.

Last night, the leader of one of these gangs,

known as Nata,

showed up and threatened people.

She is dangerous.

When she learns they're trying to get her gang off the streets,

she will make good on her threats.

The only way to avoid trouble

is for you to close the place.

And how will we do that?

In this country, you have to comply with dozens of regulations to set up a kiosk.

I'm sure these hippies are not in compliance.

Why is there such antipathy over this spot?

Look, the neighborhood is better than it's been in a while.

The gangs control their four streets and the rest of us live in peace.

It's not antipathy, it's that I know my neighborhood,

and this foundation is stirring the hornet's nest, it's a problem.

People may die.

Well… we will see what we can do, Mr...

Abantos. Tirso Abantos.

Thank you, have a good day.

Do we know anything about a new foundation?

Yes, the grand opening is today.

I was going to send some officers,

because I think some journalists and City Hall members will come.

Journalists?

Journalists in the neighborhood.

I know how we'll make the news.

Police! This is a raid, nobody move!

Everyone against the wall!

-Hey! -Stay calm, okay?

Let's go, let's go. Come on.

Take them all except for the girl.

-What do you want? -Do I look like a child?

Hands where I can see them!

Hey! Son of a bitch!

Don't you dare touch my cousin!

You will talk when I let you. Understand, girl?

My name is Romero.

I'm the new commissioner of Entrevías.

I'm here because the neighborhood needs a heavy hand. And I've got one.

They tell me you're used to getting your way.

That's over with.

I'm the one in charge here.

I don't need the law on my side to fuck your life up,

so if you bust my balls again,

I'll do it.

Can I talk now,

or does your friend want to grope my tits some more?

I don't know you or how I could bust your balls,

but that mental image makes me want to puke.

Last night you threatened people at the new foundation.

And there are important people behind that project.

You made me look bad.

This is the last time you do that.

Understand?

Today is the grand opening.

If I see you or one of your friends within a mile of the place,

I'll ruin your life.

What is it? Did someone die?

No, it's for the grand opening.

I'm going to work with Maica.

Nobody died, but someone may soon.

-Look-- -Nelson. Let me talk to him, please.

-Grandpa-- -This work is dangerous, Irene.

Or don't you remember everything that happened with those gangs?

I do, and we talked about it.

But it's worth the risk.

Nelson is not okay. He feels useless.

That's because he is.

Suddenly he is in a place where what he lived through can be useful.

-It's not just a job. -I know that.

It's how that harpy will bribe my family, and it's working.

He's going to take it.

I'm sorry.

All right.

Is your mother here?

-Jimena? -Coming!

I have to cover for your brother at the store

and Nelson has to go out. Can you stay with the girl?

I have plans for lunch.

With who?

With some friends.

You too, Jimena?

Yes, Dad.

None of you care about what she did.

She is like the Pied Piper.

She plays her magic flute and you all come running.

All of you.

Boys!

Let's get going.

Let's go, let's go!

Hello!

Excuse me for a moment.

-How are you? -Wonderful!

-This reminds me of Colombia! -Right?

Would you arrange all that on the table?

-Of course. -Thank you.

You're welcome.

That bitch has a nice body.

Well, she's a little thin. There's not much to hold on to.

No…

Oh, Lord.

-Will you get home okay? -Yeah.

You sure?

-Yes. -All right. I'll take care of everything.

Right. So…

Can I ask you for a hug?

Of course.

Well, my love, one kiss.

-Call me if you need me. -Right.

Good luck.

Thank you, bye.

-Let's go. -Wait.

Look. My hands are shaking.

Jimena, she doesn't bite.

Hello.

-How are you? Everything okay? -Yes, you're annoying.

I said I would call if I felt anything.

Okay, okay, I believe you.

Your phone is charged, right?

-Yeah, just about. -So charge it and we're good.

I just saw my mom. I'm with your mom and Santi.

Mom.

Sweetheart, welcome!

-I have a surprise for you. -Yeah?

Jimena!

-You came! -Yes.

Well, Santi convinced me that it was worth it.

Thank you.

You know what you have to do, right?

You'll go around back. Let's go.

-…bit of a thrill. -Hey, hey!

Hey, everyone listen! This is not a joke!

This is not a joke, this is a real emergency!

We are all going to go towards that door in a calm and orderly fashion.

We have to fucking leave!

-Nelson, what was that? -I don't know, they're shooting at us.

What?

What's happening?

There are gunshots at the grand opening.

-You can hear shots and shouting. -Gunshots?

Please, you have to go and help them.

-Will you be okay? -Yes, please go. Go!

Stay on the ground, nobody get up. Is anyone wounded?

Is anyone wounded?

No, no, no.

Nelson, call the police.

-Right. -Let's go.

We're going to crawl towards that door.

-Gladys, come on. -Hello, police?

They are attacking Go Ahead Entrevías.

Gunshots and more!

Shit!

Quickly, get out!

Boy, come on!

Commissioner! The phones are off the hook, they say there's gunshots and a fire.

We have mobilized all units.

Good.

Close the door.

Yes, sir.

Oh my God! Oh my God, I can't get out.

Please, help me!

Help!

Let's go, let's go!

Please, is anyone there?

-Anyone there? -Help!

Please help!

Please, someone help me!

Ezequiel.

-Nata, fuck, the police is coming. -Start the car and wait for me.

Hello, handsome.

Put the gun down,

or the next shot won't be in the air.

No, no, no, please.

Don't die, don't die.

No.

We have the war we needed.

Nata! Nata!

Nata, no! Son of a bitch!

Nata! I'll kill you, you're a dead man!

IN THE NEXT EPISODE

-It will be easier without Nata. -What?

Your fucking plan. We'll run the fucking gang.

We'll start doing our homework and figure out who will take over.

-Son of a… -No permission, no forgiveness.

They killed my cousin.

We'll fuck up the son of the bitch who did it.

Tomorrow I rejoin the police force!

He's a strategic recruitment.

I thought I would be your star recruit.

You wanted to be famous, but the press chose him.

I won't allow that corrupt hack

to steal the spotlight or the credit belonging to me.

So what will we do?

Entrevías is a powder keg, and we knew this would happen sooner or later.

-Thank you. -Who died?

-Will you hire more officers? -Please.

Irene!

What happened?

It's the girl.

Get out!

Hey, asshole!